Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
VENUS62 Jul 2014
Swaymvar- Wedding! With Translation in English

Kavi, tha khayalon me khoya
Dard-e -dil soch ke roya

Tab Apsara sundarsi hui prakat
Ahista se gayee Kavi ke nikat

Likhte kyun ** kavita hamesha udaas
Racho koi rachna jisme ** harsh-o- ulhas

Ghatne wali hai ghatna avismarniya
Reh jayega baki sub kuch asmarniya

Aney wali hai baraat aaj raat
Yahi kuch gyarah- barah baje ke baad

Chaand ke saath hogi chandni
Sitare layenge jhilmil roshni

Indra layenge varsha ko saath
Varun ayenge thamey badalon ka haath

Suraj layenge bas kiran ek
Teeno mil sajayenge indradhanush anek


Draupadi ke saath honge punch pandav
Shiv bhi karenge nritya tandav

Agni khud karenge havan
Halka sa jhonka denge Pavan

Patton se banegi chudiyan hari
Maang mein mitti hogi lal sindoori

Aasman mein cha jayega kala-neela sa rang
Krishna jab nachenge radha ke sang

Rachegi khoob ras leela wahan
Dekha na hoga kabhi ye jahan

Pakwan har ek hoga anvesh
Bhojan hoga bahut hi vishesh

Srishti banegi ati ati -sundar
Rachegi jab
Ambar aur dharti ka swayamvar!



Translation The Wedding!
The poet was lost in thought
Heartbroken and distraught

When appeared an Apsara ethereal
She touched his shoulder lightly

Why do you write poems full of sorrow
Do write some poems replete with joy

About to happen is an event memorable
Everything else will be forgettable

The bridegroom will ride on a chariot light
Around eleven-twelve tonight

The moon will swing in with his moonlight
The stars will twinkle on their own shining bright

Indra will bring along the rains
Varun will hold the clouds in rein

The sun will be present as a single ray
The trio will create a rainbow array

Draupadi will come with five pandav
Shiv will swirl to his Dance Tandav

Agni himself will do the Havan
Gentle breeze will be supplied by Pavan

The bangles will be made from leaves green
The color of the earth will be vermilon red

The sky will be decked in black and blue
When Krishna will dance with Radha his beloved true

There will be celebrations lavish
Mortals will be left in disbelief

The food will indeed be delectable
Each dish will be a creative spectacle!

Creation will be at her very best
When the earth and sky
will be in their union blessed.
Shrivastva MK Jun 2015
Tujhe pane ki khushi gam me badal ***,
Tujhe dekh gairo ke saath
Teri yaad mujhe chhod chali ***,
Rula ke mujhko ai bewafa
Tum kaise un palo ko bhul ***,
Adhuri hain duniya pyar bina,
Adhure hain hum tumhare bina,
Bata ke roya "MANISH "bhi apne dil ka hal,
Chale gye wo chhodkar ek adhura sawal,
Kaise jiyenge hum tumhare bina,
Tere bina ye zindagi ko kya jina,
Udas hain har lamha yahi sochkar,
Kyon achanak chale gye mujhse mu'h morkar,
Ye dhai akshar pyar ka kitno ko rula diya,
Kisi ko kavi to kisi ko shayar bna diya,
Kaise sahun ye dard teri judai ka,
Kaise kate ye alam meri tanhai ka,
yaad aayenge hum tumhe har pal,
Tere bina ai zindagi kaise kate ye pal,
Ye pal
TRANSLATION POEM TITLE :- PAIN OF FRACTION

ABOUT POEM :-This poem related to fraction and all the word used in poem related pain of heart
Àŧùl Mar 2015
Tum se hi meri pehchaan hai.
Atul yoon hi nahin bana main.

Tum se hi meri zindagi hai.
Aashiq tumhaara yoon hi nahin bana main.

Tum se hi meri khushi hai.
Pyaar tumhe aise hi nahin karta.

Tum se hi meri santushti hai.
Pyaar tumhe yoon hi nahin karta.

Har kavita mein meri tumhaari hi jhalak hoti hai.
Kavi bada main yoon hi nahin bana.

Har saans tumhaari hi yaad dilaati hai.
Zindagi ** meri tum yoon hi nahin kehta.

***************


Fr­om you is my identity,
Atul originates from you.

From you is my life,
I am your crazy lover.

From you is my happiness,
I love you just so seriously.

From you is my satisfaction,
I don't love you just for fun.

Each poem of mine carries your imagery,
I have been a seasoned poet worshipping you.

Every breath reminds me of you,
I call you my life not just for saying.
My HP Poem #809
©Atul Kaushal
Shrivastva MK Sep 2017
Kash! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
Log sirf unse dosti karte,
Jinke dilo me sirf mohabbat ke raag hote,

Kash! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
Sirf unse hi pyaar hota,
Jinke dilo ke liye wo khaas hote,

Kash ! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
To Pet sirf unka bharta,
Jo sach me us roti ke mohtaaz hote,

Kash ! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
To Na padti zarurat en hothon ki,
Kyoki sirf dilon se hi baat hote,

Kash! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
Har ghar mandir ban jata,
Aur Maat-pita us mandir ke bhagwan hote,

Kash! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
To na koi dharm hota aur na koi mazahab ,
Hum sab ek hote aur sabhi se pyar hote,

Kash ! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
Na milta phir kisi ko bhi dard bhare pal,
Na kavi hote aur nahi sayari bhare andaaz hote,

Kash ! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
Kaun puchhta en banawati chehare ko,
Tab to **** se nahi sirf ru'h se pyaar hote,
Sirf ru'h se pyaar hote...
anu Mar 2018
First time in the world
A grade 1 children cried
As they are going to miss their mam
Ya I too want to cry
As I am having treasured memories of
Muki
Pranav
Yaluma
Kavi
Superhero
Vijay hero
Darling
Bhem
Dolu
Bolu
Princess
And all 32 monkeys

A purest love
And my samiyanadha
Added beauty to this day
As my bro was beside me
Which happens for the first time

Will treasure this memories
Will make my haunting memories
To run away !!
Lovable day
Max Neumann Nov 2019
dear mr. president do
you know

timothy & bao
ikram & erhard
puja & timon
folami & leonardo

shannon & kavi
kenzō & shaquille
meklit & aleksej
gabriela & hugo?

they all work hard to
make a living

honor diversity america
has been a great team
hasn't it?
Johnny Noiπ Feb 2019
Sevak's white, white,                                                           ­           white waves
that are used by the little ones.
100: 100: Italian, Italian,                                                         ­              French,
Italian, Italian, French,                                                          ­              German,
Greek, Italian, Greek,                                                           ­             Italian car
companies. German, French,                                                          ­           Fifth
and Licorology Patrick Taylor,
100, and 100 famous French,
Greek, Norman pork,                                         more than one meter in India.
Argentina, Uruguay, Great Britain,
France, Argentina, Spain
and Greece, as well as the queen,
as well as the poet and his wife
Nelson Mandela and the bands
from the east and west to the western
and the same groups,
golden associations and jewelry
But much, 1:1 Aristotle,                                                 a man as I understand
Wade and Damage.                                                          ­                       In fact,
from 100 to 100 years of the year,
the "Lamb" is the first Greek Sasariaris F,
the press, fruits, wrapping, warm,
soft rubber plants and presented
at the festival. Nelson Mandela's
global church news "... it's so."
Lena, since December,
is in the cell but soon people's
groups; Dashdda Boschak Sharad
Sunday Yi Wande.
Other celebrities officially
named Lan Fou Panda and Greenpeace.
Kallisilf's 100-year-old woman
in Pallas hits Greece,     Patrick
Sriuria in Rome, Norman India
abandon India,   Christopher Charlie,
Kettsia and Nelson Greece, Aristotle
100% 100% 100% Ethyl and Etiquid
year, Poland, Greedy Cannes, Canton
James Jim, "Big Gray; Martin
Essa Crêzin's Days, Génénias
Knowing Philipp Romain,                                                    German­ Cornelius
Said To Perform Brazilian
Warfare Story Erasmus Street Fourth
Virgins Elizabeth M. Mark Yohman
Mahein, Bhuu Vo French,               French, French, German, French, French, German, Nico Phphetus Levels,
Parisiir's Grandfather with Five Power Lessons,     100 Gold, More Than 100 Gold, 100 Lokapri Phrench
Greeks noramaindee
the magistrates and Strasbourg,
Nicaragua, Stolte, Armandinus,
Yellow green Nasalan Mandela
Kee bundled Keepearpan Kavi;
gel gonna likes pa kee Jaien
for two months, the main power
of VP John John keeping-****
network good Panionium fényes
Chonging Kee, medium- Karagay
Hildebrandt Cursing, blasphemy,
and our curse a little enjoys
about 100 sleeping. Scientists sleepy
                                Nakama's scientists, G
                                rayear, but the funeral
                                is over 10 years old.
                                Latina, Javanese, Mark
                                Dulle, Becca, Boli,
                                Lenin are Healthy US
                                Achakachama Auan:
                                Javan Patz Katt, Nelson
                                Mandela Curie "2,000 ..."
May Satan tempt
you not to keep it,
but not to. Age Kiya
Kaida Piano Product
Dancing Two Kidd
Kiya jaat two Ashkanazi
Goran's 100 Sqqqqts
Walker secretly watch
your dog dark gray dark black,
margarine dark gray gray;
gray, and grain gray gray;
and gray,                                                            ­                    this dish of Dabab "Kurfur",                                                        ­                                the so-called
KLM, Aya Tiya,                                                            ­                             wash
the KLP, yes, yes.
KAVITHA ....that's my name
And I do love my name..
For it has given me fame.
And I thank my parents for the same !

As I do write what my name is..
And in short, I'm what my name is
KAVITHA....a poetry
KAVI....a poet....!!
In my mother tongue Malayalam kavitha means poetry and kavi means poet... I'm rarely called with my name in full...as all my dear ones call me in short name kavi...so every time I'm called, I feel I'm called what I'm..
This is our world
even sky  doesn't limit us from reigning  this  friendship world
To climb on each other's shoulder
And dance to the music, new or old !!
To laugh at jokes our own
To find fault with each other and disown
Comment on everything under the sky
And talk about our dreams so high
To take everything lightly
And laugh out our heart so loudly
We are not grown up women now
But born again teens as for now
Born to enjoy each day of life
With friends whom we never had anything rife..
Hari...you are our leader here again
Never mind ..we may revolt against
Reju...you are own backbone
Still have to bear our throw  of stone
And kavi...will always be the little tail wagging it always without fail..
This is our own world.. our own way
With nothing to hold us back from smiling all the way ..
WE, THE THREE MUSKETEERS...
For my best friends rejini & harini ...on forming a newwhatsapp group for our own selves
Theo Apr 12
well, im back
guess i couldnt be held back too long, anyways-
and then

man why the heck am i doing all this?
all of this poetry and this stuff?
and i palpably feel the block too-

feel the feeling that wont allow me
just permit me
to say what i want to

instead of these fancy hininks and
CONCEPTS
to just separate me from a veneer;

always,
always in the
rage and its not even me.

yes
opening to
deep darkness - the holy kind; now-

every day is earth day.
poetry is not a nautch girl of the mind
and it deadens me

to see all the potential here that is
used to just stimulate the paltry faint
prostituting of the Divine Soul of the Poetry.

Im sure some of us know of Hinduism?
yes?
so we must know of Rishis too, may be.

Rishis are the sages,
above those of the Pantheons of the gods goddesses too,
in fact, yes, the holy ones fear rishis.

why am i bringing this up?
rishis have a synonym- listen up y'all,
all of you poets- this is about you-

rishis are called KAVIS
seers
diviners

those who have a acute sense
a sense for what the rest of man dont.
poetry is a magickal act,

that the pen is mightier than the sword
is no excuse not to wield both
with skill and the intent to ****.

Poetry relegated to a nautch girl of the mind,
poets are poets because
NIHILIO HUMANIS ALIENUM

and yes this does seem as sermonising,
perhaps. perhaps,
but perhaps this is in truth a request-

we need poets now more than ever.
what is the role of the rishi?
THE RISHIS CREATE BELIEF SYSTEMS

all religions, listen up y'all - this concerns you-
all religions are a porduct of a  poet,
and the poet who uses skillful means to break through the OBVIOUS and LAZY work;

such as - o muni is another word for
kavi for rishi-
sakyamuni or Buddha? yep,

a poet.
anyways-
ahh with that rant out lets break it down.

i truly desire only to be seen
by my family and my old circle of friends
to truly be seen by you, now- and just be said

hey man, i see what you've been doing
i see how much of yourself youve given
and keep giving

and i know youre actually doing this for me,
and seriously man, who are you?
who cares THIS much to help someone not themselves?

who chooses to voluntarily sacrifice themselves and go crazy
so that we know that theres a whole and consummate
PROBLEM with the way things are now.

mostly man, youre not alone
i love you and i respect what you're doing
and I WILL thank you

not in words,
but rather,
rather by following the trail

the trail of following
the ever ECSTATIC call of my own soul
and yes, i WILL TELL you in words

that i have YOU to thank for
all of this.
sigh, yes, that is all i really wanted to hear.

and be hugged a lot more, consensually;
and joined in my party-making;
that is how i live my life

i need some company
with all this DIVINE MADNESS
ive got spilling left right and all eight other

directions too.
just a few Horizon Anarchists,
high on integrity, on discipline

and especially
on TRANS-THEFUCK-GRESSING
and that we simply, o simply, o o o simply-

Drop Out
Tune In
Drop In.

and why?
because it is only dead myths that cause
cancer in our bloodstreams.

and why?
for through poetry we literally create
universes and realities, and the framework for religions.

and why?
because we must own the power we've been
blessed with and repay the way we got it.

and why?
because the earth
is in desperate need for peace and love.

and why?
because this new republic according to plato
will have no need for poets philosophers and fools and thus they rule with their tyranny.

and why?
because we must not leave the unbroke. threads
left behind by our flaming ancestors die out.

and why?
because we wake up every day, count every breath
and rebirth magic into the very culture that chooses to **** us.

and why?
because we
REAL COOL.
NaPoWriMo day 12 - to my teachers.

— The End —